Tag: unconditional love

IT’S YOUR BIRTHDAY SON

death, FAMILY, INTERESTS

IT’S YOUR BIRTHDAY SON by Donna Brown Bowles February 19, 2023 ©

Joshua Levi 1994

IT’S YOUR BIRTHDAY SON

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IT’S YOUR BIRTHDAY SON

BY Donna Brown Bowles February 19, 2023

It is your birthday son.

I do not have any words.

… … … … … … … … … … …

While I was sleeping, God took you home.

I lost you.

But, God found you.

God knew you were lost.

On that chilling winter night.

When your words were silenced.

You were not alone.

For you Father saw it all.

God opened up his arms and caught you before your fall .

God gently carried your spirit into the heavenly realms.

Leaving only, an aurora borealis as, witness to it all.

Snow drifted upon your body, that you had left behind.

A shell that held your spirit for, only a short time.

No more weight upon your shoulders, no more emptiness, nor tears that you had cried in silence for, you have passed the test.

Your Father loved you too much, to leave you on that night.

And today is your birthday, now in heaven where you belong.

I can almost hear the celebration of the Angels as, they sing in celebration of your song .•`~°•`~

And, I know for sure that you, as well, are happy to be home.

This may seem a little selfish,  but I feel, I must confess.

I want to be where you are; because there’s absolutely nothing left.

And, I want to sing along, in the celebration of, your birth.

I just know that it won’t be long at all…

Till we meet again… 💔

Welcome home Joshua Levi, my precious son, I love you ❤️

Water Color Tears

FAMILY, God

Sometimes memories of you fall out of my eyes and roll down my cheeks…

“AS YE HAVE DONE UNTO THE LEAST OF THESE…”

ART, God, Stories

The master storyteller told a story about a little 8 year old girl who was living in an orphanage.
She was extremely shy and very unattractive, the other children wouldn’t play with her and she was always alone, all of the time.

She was a problem to the teachers and the management of the institution sought to get rid of her, she had already been transferred twice.

At that particular home there was an iron-clad rule that any outside communication had to be censored by the director or the associate.

Late one afternoon this little girl climbed a tree whose branches hung over the main wall, she placed an envelope on a limb as, far out as she could possibly reach.

She had been watched by the director and when the girl had returned to her room the director, in the end most undignified fashion, climbed the tree and retrieved the mysterious message.

After she had read it, without a word, she passed it to her associate.
The letter read.

From Susan to anybody who reads this,

I love you…

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Happy Mothers Day Mom | iblogstr8sicit’s Blog by Donna Jones Bowles, AKA Dee Biggins

FAMILY, Mother's day

Happy Mothers Day Mom I Miss You.

My Mom,
How she made everything
Beautiful and new.
Her smile lit up every room.
Her kindness, and unfailing love, always took away my gloom.

I miss you mom with my heart and soul.
Your fragrance fills the air with all the stories that you told.

It’s seems like only yesterday I would kneel by you at night and pray.

Our trips to the ocean shore, a lunch for two, and the taste of that salty breeze, as though it was only yesterday, just you and me.

Oh mother, how I miss you so.
I just wished that we could be together just once more.

The day will come when we will meet again.
In heaven with our Father forevermore.
Your smile I cannot wait to see.
Until that day, I’ll hold on tight to all my dreams.

But, for now, I do regret, another Mother’s Day must end.

May God be with you till we meet again.
Happy Mother’s Day
My precious Mom…I ❤ you…
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☆Too Much Turkey 4 Tinker☆

animals, FAMILY, PHOTOGRAPHY, Stories

Tinker had eaten a little bit too much turkey on thanksgiving.
She is so fat she can’t fit into her winter clothes from last year. 
I had to get her a new outfit yesterday at the Ross.

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I can’t believe it’s almost been a year since I adopted her from the animal shelter.  I remember when I first set eyes on her she was so tiny/skinny and frightened.

The pound attendant said they had found her running wild in the city of Yuma.  She was living on the streets for thanksgiving last year.  It breaks my heart to think of it.
Alone, starving,  and certainly terrified!

I look at her now and she’s so contented.  Always happy and just a  precious addition to our family.  I’m so thankful to have spent this Thanksgiving with her. She ate until she was full, well, maybe over full,  but don’t we all overeat on the Holidays. Then she climbed into her new fluffy winter bed and, well, here are the pictures, see for yourself if you think maybe she ate too much.

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[by Dawna Bowles (C)2014]

MY RISING SUN

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I can only write what’s in my heart
That’s been my goal from the very start
I feel the love in the air
As I open my eyes it’s everywhere
Can you feel and sing with me
The melody is sweet without a care
Perfected notes resonates my soul
Resounding love of long ago
Walk with me
Just take my hand
With no regrets we’ll walk this land
Spreading music we all admire
Willing to break the world’s desire
We will harmonize the universe as one
Peace and love has now begun
Let us hold the truth and live as one
Positive energy our rising sun

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